Ten Thousand Dragons Technique-Chapter 138: Battle of the Core Members!

Lin Xuan returned to his manor. After resting for a while, he entered the Great Emperor Ring. He took out a large quantity of Spirit Medicines—the rewards he had obtained from the Alchemy competition—and threw them into the Eternal Divine Furnace.

With these Spirit Medicines, I should be able to refine another fourth-grade Elixir.

Sure enough, a booming sound soon echoed from the Alchemy Furnace. An Elixir flew out and landed in Lin Xuan’s hand. Overjoyed, he immediately consumed it. He formed a seal with his hands and activated the Cyan Dragon Breathing Technique to begin absorbing the Elixir’s power.

Before long, a dragon’s roar emanated from within his body.

He opened his eyes and laughed heartily. He had broken through. A third Dragon Vein had condensed within his body, and he was now a Three-Star Martial General. Previously, as a Two-Star Martial General, he could contend with a Five-Star Martial General. Now, after breaking through once more, he could stand against a Six-Star Martial General.

For a mere first-year disciple, Lin Xuan possessed astonishing strength. If word of this got out, it would undoubtedly shock the heavens.

Next, it’s time to redeem my points, Lin Xuan thought. As the champion of the competition, I can get 10,000 points from the Heavenly Dao Academy.

With this in mind, Lin Xuan exited the Great Emperor Ring, left his manor, and headed toward the Task Hall.

He hadn’t gotten far before a figure blocked his path. At the same time, a cold voice rang out, "Are you that Lin Xuan?"

"Who are you?" Lin Xuan frowned, his gaze fixed ahead. He saw that the one blocking his way was a young man. The man was tall and heroic. Just by standing there, he seemed like an insurmountable mountain.

Some disciples nearby gasped when they saw the young man. "It’s Brother Mo Fan!" they exclaimed, saluting him one by one.

"I am Lin Xuan. May I ask what business you have with me, Brother?" Lin Xuan did not recognize him.

Mo Fan snorted coldly, his suspicions confirmed. "Kid, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time. You finally decided to show your face."

"You’ve got some nerve. Not only did you cripple disciples from our Star Pavilion, but you also took my Seven Star Gourd. I see you truly don’t know your place. Today, I’m going to teach you a good lesson!"

As he finished speaking, an earth-shattering power erupted from Mo Fan’s body.

The surrounding disciples cried out in alarm. "Oh no, Brother Mo Fan is going to attack Lin Xuan!"

"This is trouble. Although Lin Xuan was promoted to Core Disciple and has a high status, Brother Mo Fan is a Core Disciple too."

"He’s fully qualified and strong enough to attack Lin Xuan."

"Brother Mo Fan is a Six-Star Martial General! His strength completely surpasses Lin Xuan’s."

"Lin Xuan has no advantage against someone like him."

"It’s over! Lin Xuan is doomed!"

"What do we do? Can anyone save him?"

These onlookers were all disciples of the Wangyue Pavilion. Lin Xuan was their idol and the hope of their pavilion, so naturally, they didn’t want to see him get hurt. Soon, someone stepped forward to try and dissuade Mo Fan.

"Get lost," Mo Fan snarled, "or I’ll deal with all of you together!"

His voice swept over them like a tidal wave, sending the few disciples who had approached flying. The others felt their scalps tingle. He was too strong. This Mo Fan was powerful and his methods were tyrannical; they were simply no match for him.

Lin Xuan’s expression turned grim. He hadn’t expected someone from the Star Pavilion to come looking for trouble again.

It seems that crippling twenty disciples wasn’t enough, he thought grimly. I’ll have to keep going. I’ll have to beat these Core Disciples until they finally learn to bow their heads.

Thinking this, Lin Xuan snorted, "What do you want?"

"It’s simple," Mo Fan said. "Return my Seven Star Gourd, kneel, and apologize to the Star Pavilion. Do that, and I’ll be merciful and spare you this one time."

So what if Lin Xuan was an alchemy genius? Who cared if he had been promoted to Core Disciple? In Mo Fan’s eyes, none of it was worth a mention. He was determined to make this so-called genius kneel and kowtow in apology. He would utterly humiliate Lin Xuan and show him that the Star Pavilion was not to be challenged! 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"In your dreams," Lin Xuan retorted coldly. He would not agree to either condition. "If there’s nothing else, get lost. I don’t have time to waste on you."

He wouldn’t apologize because he had done nothing wrong. As for the Seven Star Gourd, he had no intention of returning it. It was his spoil of war.

"What did you say? Are you looking to die?" Mo Fan was enraged. This brat is unbelievably arrogant! Not only does he refuse to acknowledge me, he even dares to provoke me! To tell me to get lost? How utterly outrageous!

"Kid, do you really think becoming a Core Disciple means you can become completely lawless? Do you really think I can’t do anything to you? If I want to deal with you, I have a hundred different ways. Today, I’ll let you know the consequences of offending me!"

With that, Mo Fan took out a bronze lamp and lit it. As the lamp flared, Mo Fan’s shadow suddenly stretched out and connected with Lin Xuan’s. The next moment, he had seized control of Lin Xuan’s shadow.

He laughed heartily. "Shadow Binding Technique!

"Brat, you’re trapped by my shadow. I’m going to drag you to the arena for a duel. Once we’re there, I’ll beat you until you’re on your knees, begging for mercy. We’ll see if you’re still so arrogant then!"

After speaking, he began controlling his shadow, pulling Lin Xuan away into the distance. Sure enough, Lin Xuan was enveloped by a mysterious force. He seemed unable to resist and could only follow Mo Fan.

The faces of the surrounding disciples paled. "This is bad!"

"If they get to the arena, Lin Xuan will be no match for him!"

"That’s for sure. He’s only a first-year disciple. Even if he’s number one on the Junior Celestial Ranking, he can’t possibly beat a Six-Star Martial General."

"He’s bound to lose!"

"He might not even withstand a single blow!"

"Quick, notify the Elders! Notify the Pavilion Master! We have to save Lin Xuan!"

The Wangyue Pavilion disciples immediately sprang into action.

「Meanwhile.」

Lin Xuan was dragged toward the arena, a sight that many disciples witnessed along the way.

They exclaimed in surprise, "What’s happening? Those two are actually going to the arena to fight!"

"Is Lin Xuan crazy? Challenging Mo Fan? That’s a Six-Star Martial General!"

"Can’t you see he’s being forced? He doesn’t want to go to the arena, but he can’t refuse. That’s the Shadow Binding Technique."

"It’s over. This Lin Xuan is done for. He’s simply no match for Mo Fan."

"Sigh, he was too arrogant. Why did he have to challenge the Star Pavilion and cripple twenty of their disciples in one go?"

The Star Pavilion was the number one pavilion in the Heavenly Dao Academy. The Wangyue Pavilion, while no longer at the bottom, was only ranked third. The gap between the two was immense. Wasn’t Lin Xuan just asking for death by challenging the Star Pavilion?

The disciples from the Tianyang Pavilion and the Purple Mist Pavilion chattered among themselves, all wearing expressions as if they were watching a good show.

"Let’s go watch the fight!"

These people also began heading toward the arena. Among them, Sun Tian, Sun Hao, Liu Ruyue, and Zhao Feiyan arrived one after another. Seeing the scene unfold, they grew excited.

"Excellent! This Lin Xuan is finally done for!"